Angie's Poetry | Beautiful Poems

IN MEMORY OF ARNOLD

My mind reflects on today’s occurrences.

Anger and anxiety burst within.

I start to pace in no direction in particular.

A glint of red flashes before my eyes!

Hmm….?

I walk over to the tank and put my hand near the glass.

My crimson betta fish peeks out from his cave.

Moments later, he dashes towards me!

I wave back and forth, and he starts to sway.

Growing bored with the event at present,

Arnold ventures elsewhere.

Now enthralled with bubble streams.

I walk away.

Then glance back.

Seems that feisty little fish is having an altercation…

With his reflection!

Before I realize it, I let out a chuckle.

Wait a minute.

How long have I been smiling?